"It's a touching scene of sacrifice," said the demon, whose gaze swept over Liam and finally fixed on Jean, "but how are you going to save yourself?" Poor 'King'! ”

"Let's go! Liam, go! Ignoring the demon, Jean yelled at Liam, "Take your mother and sister and get out of here!" The farther away the better! ”

"Don't dream, I've locked this space. None of you want to escape! The demon laughed playfully, "You can't save anyone, Jean!" I really have to thank you, otherwise I wouldn't have known that Naozu still harbored a heart of betrayal. Haha, that's fun! That pathetic soul who thought he could save the world? He's just a wretched creature who can't even save himself! ”

"You won't succeed, demon!" Jean shouted.

"No one can stop the Burning Legion from coming! It's a pity that you don't see this day anymore. With his other hand, the Dreadlord severed Jean's neck and tossed his body aside, "It's your turn, Your Highness!" "It walked towards Liam, looking very excited.

"No, no, why is this happening......" Until the moment he saw his father killed, Liam still couldn't believe it was true - although he didn't believe Jean's crazy rhetoric, it was his father after all, and only he could be qualified to free Jean.

The demon killed him!

"You're going to pay the price! Demon! He shouted and rushed towards the Dreadlord with a sword that shone with incomparably fiery holy light, stabbing the demon in the abdomen with all his might!

The Dreadlord simply raised his hand and unleashed a wave of shadows, defusing Liam's attack.

"That's all you can do?" The demon taunted, flapped its wings, and burst in front of Liam with its claws, ready to gouge out his living heart.

Liam hurriedly defended, his sword blocking the Dreadlord's claws. But the unmatched force shook his arm and made him barely hold his sword.

He roared, then pounced, slashing at the Dreadlord with all his might.

The demon's body was large and inflexible enough to dodge, and its body took a portion of the attack, leaving a wound in his arm with the blade. However, the wound was very shallow, and even if it was attached to the power of the Holy Light, it only allowed it to ooze some blood, which was not enough to hinder its movement.

"Are you tickling me?" The wound enraged the Dreadlord, who shouted sarcastic, turning around and striking Liam's sword out of his hand.

"Weak human, I'm tired of this game, go spend time with your father and family!" Step by step, the Dreadlord walked towards Liam, who was bare-handed.

Liam was in complete despair, there was no way he could defeat the demon who had killed his father, or even escape at all. The disparity in power between the two is huge, and they are not on the same level at all.

'Strength, stronger power......'

'Holy Light, Holy Light, I beg you to give me the power to destroy this demon! ’

He prayed for the Light's response as usual, and the Light's power recondensed in his hands, still warm and clean—but not strong enough to defeat the demon.

He was desperate and unwilling, and the Holy Light seemed to sense his feelings, and began to become unstable, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the Holy Light became more and more dim - until it disappeared completely.

Even the Light abandoned him.

He only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and he could not see the slightest light. Liam finally despaired.

When the Dreaddemon King saw this, he let out a vicious mock, "Hahaha, poor human, the ridiculous Holy Light is not willing to help you!" Look, what a pathetic faith! ”

"The taste of despair, so sweet and fragrant!" The Dreadlord breathed deeply, his green eyes glowing with an even more evil light. The negativity of other creatures is its food, and Liam's despair is its most delicious snack!

As it prepared to subdue the helpless lamb once and for all, a purple-black void door suddenly appeared in this space that had been imprisoned by magic, and a fist as transparent as an amethyst blocked the Dreadlord's blow. The owner of the fist sword is a human who has been transformed by the energy of the void, his face has nothing to do with humans, and the original cheeks even have long bony tentacles, and his eyes also emit an abnormal golden light.

Cassadine the Voidwalker, he's finally here.

The Dreadlord was very surprised by the sudden appearance of this guy, although the prohibition here was only arranged casually, but it was not so fragile that it would be broken through from the outside without noticing.

"Intruder!" The Dreadlord looked at the strange-looking creature, "You don't look like you're using pure arcane magic. "It sensed some of the Burning Legion's kind from this guy.

"But I'm fighting for justice." Cassadine replied nonchalantly, and he traveled through the Void again, appearing behind the Dreadlord and stabbing the Void Blade into the back of its neck.

The Dreadlord didn't expect this guy to have such a strange ability, and he didn't notice it for a while, and a terrifying wound was cut in his neck by the Void Blade. Black-purple blood gushed out of it, causing it to scream.

The Dreadlord was about to fight back when Cassadine jumped away, appearing on the other side of its vision, and stabbed it in the thigh with another sword.

The Dreadlord doesn't believe in evil, and mages can also use flashing to teleport to other locations for short distances. However, after continuous use for a short period of time, the body will not be able to withstand the pressure of space. It attacked frantically, but was dodged by Cassadine every time. The other party seemed to be shuttling through the space without any scruples.

Ever since Cassadine's body was eroded by the Void Energy, he had gained this ability to travel through space almost infinitely. Each time he appears, the unstable spatial rifts around him also deal damage to enemies. The more fragile the body, the less able they are to resist the damage of the Void Rift.

When the Dreadlord realized this, he was already scarred, and although it was not fatal, it was definitely not comfortable. It had to retreat to the corner of the room so that he was not guarded against attacks from behind and from the flanks.

It's already a little jealous of this weird guy.

After Cassadine forced the Dreadlord back, he no longer attacked him, but appeared beside Liam and said in a deep voice, "Follow me!" ”

The Dreaddemon King found out about his intentions and smiled proudly: "Run, run, my little pity, you have been delayed here for so long, there must be no one alive in this manor." Liam, your father is now accompanied by his loved ones! You must be happy for him, right? ”

Liam's face changed drastically, and he shouted in disbelief, "No, it can't be! He threw himself at the door, but the space was still under the Dreadlord's blockade, and he couldn't open it at all. He had to turn to this "weirdo" who suddenly appeared and saved him.

Cassadine grabbed his arm and walked away with Liam. The Prison Circle here was nothing but a void for him.

The Dreadlord finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them gone. Holding back the pain all over its body, it walked over and stretched out its hooves to kick the corpse of King Jean on the ground, and roared angrily, "Varimasas, still not up? ”

"King Jean" stood up, his neck still strangely twisted into a horn that normal people could not reach at all. But in the blink of an eye, he was transformed into a dreadlord like the demon in front of him - it was none other than Varimathas.

It twisted its neck and asked, "Is it right now, Grand Commander?" ”

"I'll help you, Varimasas!" The Dreadlord Grand Commander Tikdios reached out and broke the subordinate's neck once more.

With a click, the Dreadlord Varymathas, who had transformed into King Jean, screamed, and its head finally returned to its normal position.

It got used to it for a while, and asked with a sly smile, "Commander, how are my acting skills?" ”

"Barely passing." Tikdios replied.

Varimathas moved his body and asked, "Archon, should we go?" ”

"Set the fire first!" Tikdios smiled cruelly, "Otherwise, how can you deserve the title of Burning Legion?" ”

"Understood!" Varimathas did it immediately, and its evil flames soon ignited all around. Smoke and fire filled the air, and the two Dreadlords let out a happy and cruel laugh.

"Grand Commander, do you think Nao Zu really has that kind of thought?" Valimasas asked curiously. This good show has long been in their scripts. Every word of those half-truths had been carefully crafted by the Dreadlords, and their actions had been "rehearsed" many times. Only for one purpose - to guide Liam down that path.

The Nasrezm Demons are a peculiar race. A Nasrezm demon is almost completely unable to kill another of its kind. So in this big scene, Varimatas plays the role of Jean, and although his neck is broken by Tikdios, it will not be fatal at all.

The real Jean is still useful, and they are reluctant to sacrifice the king of Gilneth like this.

"Him?" Hearing his subordinates' questions, Tikdios thought of the poor worm Naozu who had been imprisoned in the ice by their master, and couldn't help but sneer, "Not to mention whether he has the guts to do so, even if he does, what will he do against our master?" These ignorant guys can't even enter the universe, how can they know what true power is! ”

Varimathas nodded sympathetically, indeed, as the Dreadlord who had fought with the Burning Legion in countless planes, it was well aware of the Legion's master's might. How could these natives of Azeroth resist his power?

As for the defeat in antiquity, it was just a small accident!

This time the Burning Legion came prepared. The world will be ruined in the burn!

"Let's go, Marganis should have completed his mission. Then it's time to wait for the results. ”

But it's not always the time when the actors perform strictly according to the plot, and there are always some people who improvise.

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